I just want to know why
I was writing goodbye notes before I ever sent them
And if you ever saw the broken I love you's written on my smile.

if you look closely
under the moonlight tonight,
you will see that my vertebrae
mimics
the shape of birds taking flight..
darling boy,
see,
ive been a little bent out of shape since you left  
im walking around with a part of me missing and
i don't think you understand that i see you in everything i do..

but ill be fine
in the morning ill stretch my wings (arms) up to the sky
and
*maybe tomorrow
you'll think of me.

She fell in love with his sun beam smile,
and the way he glistened when he talked about cars and country music.
and he fell in love with her hurricane eyes.

destructive, yes.
but
simply

**unstoppable.

I believe in love
I believe in equality, were all different all beautiful
I believe in getting lost, because if you're not lost then how can you be found?
I believe that happiness will find you and its not something you can chase
I believe that laws should not be changed or bent as ruthless as they may seem
because they were put there for a reason
I believe in justice, not revenge.
I believe in karma, and fate.
I believe in euphoria
I believe in being able to laugh until you cry
I believe that sadness is beautiful as long as it does not over take you.
I believe that emotion is not weak but it can be over shown
I believe in you
in me
in every last atom
that makes everyone and everything up.
I believe.

Oh, the way the world whispers when you shut off the lights and open your heart.
it speaks to you in the wind
the goose bumps on your arms and legs
the smoke that tickles your eyelashes
it sings to you in the way your hands tremble
the way your legs shake and your knees buckle;
and when your heart is free and your eyes are open
I guess the weight of the world isn't so heavy after all.

There was never enough empathy between your breaths
you exhaled as if you had a bed of rusty nails kissing your chest
fogging up the car windows
with some type of pain
some type of strength you couldn't muster
words where thrown like sticks and stones
and kissing you felt like a war
swords and screams formed on the tip of your tongue but you could never spit them out